Giving birth

Jesus.
I met you once.
Jesus!
We were at a playground with no return address?
Dressed like little soldiers in pink.
What location missed desiring your company.
I was there.
Just think.
I was there.
"What location missed desiring your company."
I didn't...
miss the location
desiring your company.
Fleeting pastimes.
Fleeting pastimes of emotion
memory fading -
my memory fading.
My memory fading when in another reality
the world seemed coil spring.
Those days pass I don't recall.
I remember being there.
(But I don't recall.)

Fleeting pastimes.

In this naval ship
moving upward and downward
over the wild blue ocean.

A small trophy case

I pay you a fee for travel.
Expenses.
Covering my tracks!
Late reactions (to) unordinary...
indecision?

Self Righteous pretenses

But not an alliance.
Yes marriage.
No?
You said I was sad!
(But happier then romance.)

Correct angles of rabbit feet

The pleasure of her breath
on my...
Oh my.
Oh MY!
And the truth is 20, 000.
20, 000.
No rules.

Porn Syrup

How blessed I feel
that the reader
I treat.
Read poetry for the
new age.
And - I wear a cross.
On my neck.
A tv on.
Beautiful.
I'm falling!?
(Falling.)

Japanese Motorcycle

From the moment
I began misinforming;
in order to shape
my own identity!

Everything
wasn't -
incongruent/congruent.

Discriminating self esteem.

What I felt
I left
a long time
ago.

And in a world made of
struggling to achieve -
if our world is
easy compromise.

Before I forget what was regret.

Elderly villain.

Yet - in this world
my own struggles only -
a-half-truth
become less and less
easy to compromise?

That - that my friend.'
That is easy compromise.

Acronyms

Words - there are many.
Objects - there are a few.
And I think that flaws of the human
mind.
Therefore, I am human?

Larger then aging life style

I don't forgive.
But I can tell you the story,
as I was told.
Somehow?
Somehow?
Lost in the heat of emotion.
I cradled you baptized.
But I can tell you the story,
as I was told.
A narrow margin of error!
(Yet through it all...)
Don't you think about
times of happiness and rationalizing
the victim.
Such a capable eccentric that SPARKS of
humanity.

My better than aging lifestyle.

Cork tree bottle-opener

There was that time when...
nothing went wrong.
As I watch the children awaking.
I formed an investigation for criminally -
insane.
A chorus
of birds.
A string of verse.
And all of this time lost!
True love?
(My all that matters.)

Astronomy in winter

I'm not shy with the feelings I have!
And the fragility.
And vulnerability?
But the fridgidity -
not pretend.
Fighting fighting.
Learning not to care.

Freshly cut lavender

Forfeiting.
The argument.
And damaged dreams upon!

The greed of ambition -
that mine
can trasform the weather.

That I can talk
about many things
I have argued
with...

Strangely

won spelt backwards

And I wonder what possessed the lower case letters
of the alphabet?
For I to consider such a novelty.
Such poetry.
Such life.
But I just remembered how
she gives off her smell.
Fine odor.
As considerate and gentle
we are.

Educated!

(That our own happiness is deserving.)

Money - from shapes

If there ever was that mystery?
The kind you get for correct spelling, without any errors
or identifying the correct shape.
What else is there!

words of consciousness

the least aware
I've become
the letters create
a meaning
.

but aside from the curve on
the edge of my lips

-

the fuel in my heart
ignites

.

The acting - colder -

Persistence is my greatest virtue -
but on some occassions...
speak.
And great life.
But I do not begin the understanding of a vision.
No longer do I believe in the devil or how god?exists?
But on many levels, god lives in the ideal world of images!
Perhaps because I thought back about -
a time in history.
OR the hell I went.

laboring affections

i will learn not to inform my own bias as
regularly as i often do
but the truth is...
- i still require.
many -
- biases

field trips when you were younger...

there's this guy
he makes a mistake
and i told him
then he says to me and -
i forgot what he said
and i don't know
then i said whatever
and then he said okay
and i said sure

iwantstrippers

I don't know.
post whatever the hell else you want:
poetry should be a thing of beauty only because you as the reader; are interested in the intricate side of the writers "whereabouts".
do you understand?
do you.